lirik lagu donoman (crest) - hbd (happy belligerence day)
[donoman/crest]
crest
winged myth
trapdoor remix
the adidas stripes on my feets is stained by the feces
that i get to stomping when another mc spits
so this sh-t between my bars means apparently this old sole is stained
unsupported, ripping for no reason
-so walk 8 miles in these shoes, l!ckety-split
with the weight of the world sitting on his head
they say i have no business f-cking with these divas
but believe i make that honey come
-bees nest
conceited as to who i believe is the best
cuz i’m an arrow pointing to itself, refresh
-man while ya’ll soft more than a double d’s chest
i’m hard as coping with a plus on teen pregnancy test
ain’t chopping with them trees yet
sh-t, i’m barely popping like grease: lowest heat setting
breeze through the knees as i proceed to leave em regressed
so when you’re hit with peanuts, its easy to agree with
15’s the new age of this dude who spews waste
of nuclear toxic composition at an a-list grade
so promote me cuz you know you can’t degrade this
or say sh-t, or you’ll be seeing off as the way p-ssed
all you f-ggot, fad-addict fanatics can go and trash it
and i’ll gladly pat it down with this racket, hex it to the casket
like i attended at an academy for black magic in my past fl!cks
-b-tch i’m spitting heat greater than gatsby, without the cap
a real n-gga keep an axe in the backseat, so don’t ask me how i stay ahead like black’s at a track-meet
-on the road to success, old dogs out to trap me
try to keep up, while my speed creaming that acme sh-t
get at me with a fork, knife, and an appet-te
for eating dust, feathers, and a fist in your laughing pipe
quick to cut a clip on these n-ggas if they ain’t acting right
hit to that pitch shift will leave a f-cking wrist slipped
rapping cold package for that blue and black christmas
-so his presence have em scratching at their wishlists
smart water flow, no fizzles, these n-ggas dismissed
can’t brush away this crest like toothpaste
stay fresh even since i was flossing dookie-braids
cute: aged two face, now faded: room-caged, making rude b-ss in the shade, who that?
young wimp spotted bold-rolling in a school pack
n-ggas couldn’t find me out in public like i’m boo-rad
fathering these n-ggas on the cut, i could prove that
a sole morsel will have more soul than shoe racks, you f-gs
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